Image: The Night Walks Menacingly (here)
"in the street of the sky
night walks scattering poems" - E E Cummings
in the street of the sky
the night walks scattering poems
that runs helter-skelter
in the streets of confusion
poems stand on their own
seizing on opportunities
whenever favors are sown
it strengthens on simplicity
set to shine in its creation
with finesse a factor to consider
readily appreciated for their talents
a poet is a known denominator
Sanaa's at Real Toad's - on edge of starry night
Walking along the streets certainly many poems are created Hank.
ReplyDeleteWell done on a great poem.
Yvonne.
This is fun, to think of the poems taking on lives of their own – as indeed we would hope – and running along the streets doing their own thing. (Like children ... then gradually maturing.)
ReplyDeleteSuch a fantastic response to the prompt, Hank!💖
ReplyDeleteThat can each bring forth something for all, different but never stall.
ReplyDeleteSimplicity and finesse factors with the poet as a denominator will help in understanding. Wish I were there.
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Now, I can't stop thinking about gangs of poems... and I like the thought. I can only imagine what they would get up to.
ReplyDeleteYes, poems have a mind of their own and what it speaks is often so different in each one who hears it.
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